Maya's POV
"I, Leo Maxwell, Alpha of the Black Storm Pack, reject you, Maya Veneto, as my mate. I hereby declare Quinn Callahan as my true mate, mother of my child and Luna of the Black Storm Pack!"
Suddenly, the good news developing in my womb turned into a heavy burden and I wanted to fall on my knees under the weight of the invisible chains of ill fate as the mate bond broke and the mate mark on my neck burned to nothingness.
Tears threatened to fall down but I kept my chin up as I accepted the rejection, wordless vows of revenge on my lips. I might be an omega, but I was the daughter of a powerful Alpha and I was going to act like one.
I did not know where things went wrong or when everything started to fall apart, but it was evident that my two years of mated life was doomed from the very start, since Leo's childhood sweetheart returned to the pack last year.
When the Alpha called an assembly of all the pack members and the council, I thought that the great news of my pregnancy had spilled out. However, the joyous occasion turned into a nightmare of rejection ceremony!
"Greetings to the Alpha!" A warrior bowed. "The head doctor is required in the emergency room right now. Our victorious soldiers have arrived and some of them need immediate attention."
Victorious? Soldiers? And why were they asking for me in the middle of this humiliating ceremony?
"Are there any survivors?" Leo asked.
An unfamiliar feeling of dread suddenly enveloped me. Maybe it was the malice in my ex-mate's tone that made the hairs at the back of my neck rise but, I couldn't tell for sure. Leo had changed for the worse.
"No, Alpha. The warriors are waiting for you and the doctor to torch their bodies on the funeral grounds. However, our soldiers need immediate medical attention."
"Great. Take the good doctor with you. I will join soo- ... Maya! Where do you think are you going?" Leo shouted after me as I dashed towards the funeral grounds. I was hit by wave after wave of familiar scents but my legs didn't stop till my eyes confirmed what my olfactory senses told. I couldn't even begin to tell you how nauseous I felt at the moment.